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Jul 2
quicksand
as the auctioneer calls out the final bid
i can’t help but think it’s something i did
sinking in mud with you still wet on my lips
trying my hardest to not steer into the skid
collin
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collin  30/M/coming home.
(30/M/coming home.)   
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